"What do you think would happen if the rest of the twelve demon lords found out that you are the descendant of the Black Mage? Do you think they would allow you and your siblings to live in peace?" Marcus continued to speak, ignoring Liliana's words against him.
He now stood in front of Iris, her black vines unable to stop him as they turned into ashes as soon as they touched him. Marcus overpowered not only her bodyguards, but Iris as well.
"Are you a guardian of the labyrinth?" She asked, not knowing why she was asking him this anyway.
"I am," Marcus nodded. "If you willingly embrace your fate, know that I will be by your side whatever might come. You will have my loyalty and honesty."
"Honesty?" Iris scoffed. "You're one to talk, Marcus. Haven't you already deceived me and Ricci?"
